On my final day, due to unofficial meanderings yesterday, I had to walk 30 miles. I knew the 11 days training would make this a breeze. I jogged the last half mile to beat the fading light. It felt great to finish. It still does.

There are about ten hills on this section along the Clwydian Range with god-like views of both England and Wales. I watched a heavy shower inundate the valley from St Asaph back to Ruthin while I remained sun drenched on the hills.
From Moel Dywyll I could see Ty Coch the farmhouse run by my great x 4 granddad Edwarde Armor.


This whole walk centres on Offa's desire to delineate the border between England and Wales and though it describes a later time Gaunt's panegyrical speech in Richard ll sums it up

This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise;
This fortress built by nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war;
This happy breed of men, this little world;
This precious stone set in a silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands;
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England,
This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings....


Wild Wales to the east of the dyke for the most part hidden in hills what quote could sum it up?
Take your pick:

To be born in Wales, not with a silver spoon in your mouth, but, with music in your blood, and with poetry in your soul, is a privilege indeed.
Brian Harris

Moving from Wales to Italy is like moving to a foreign country.
Ian Rush

Restoring the Welsh language in Wales is nothing less than a revolution. It is only through revolutionary means that we shall succeed.
Saunders Lewis.

Keep the money rolling in those who waited for me to finish and thanx again to those who supported me. xx